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Human consciousness. It is our gift and our curse. It is as mercurial as the mood of whomever created it in the first place. Our chosen god/goddess/genius/magician. I envision them sitting in a stratosphere barcalounger deciding which of their wardrobe to luxuriate in and which to purposefully toss onto the hallway of our earthly existence. We try to catch what is thrown onto our heads, messing up our hair, blinding us temporarily, the clean and the dirty. We spend our […]